DEATH BLOW

As much as I want to brag about how our retreat was the best and at the same time worst, I can’t, and a part of me tells me that I’m not supposed to, maybe because it’s too private, or it’s not something brag-worthy. Mehehe. Anyway, whatever happened, it left us lessons and realizations. It did sting us, yes, killed us, even, but in the end, we chose to go on and prove them wrong. That part when our adviser talked to us was like him thinking of pulling the trigger, with the gun pointing exactly at our hearts. And when “brother” spoke, that, my friends was the bullet reaching the deepest pit of our hearts. Bullseye. It hurt, it hurt. But I know in that moment, we all found our voices inside us, and the strong urge to prove them all wrong. And after that, we did. Until now, we will. Until tomorrow. Because that’s Mariners. And I’m sorry, but we always do it the Mariners’ way.

And I just realized now, that our retreat is something to brag about. I’m taking my words back now, our retreat is something memorable, more then memorable, actually. It was the best, the worst, but still the best retreat ever.

Mahal na mahal ko kayo, jeje people. Hahahahhahahha. Dapat mahaba to eh, yung detalied kaso naisip ko may mga seniors pa na hindi pa nakakapag-retreat. So I’m doing you guys a favor, I’m not gonna spoil the fun. Yabang ko kainis. Hahahah. Okay I’ll shut up now.